Heroes & Zeroes

by Your Anguish

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Heroes & Zeroes is fully recorded and mastered at “Fusix Studio” and it was released in March 2013 through the major digital download platforms and phisical CD. Your Anguish can’t wait to appreciate the public criticism on their new work and play live to spread its sound worldwide.

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released March 1, 2013

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Your Anguish Turin, Italy

YOUR ANGUISH borns in July 2003 in Turin, in northern Italy, the first imprint was a fast thrash-metal-core, simple but aggressive with a light melodic contamination.

Four songs have been written for "Desertified", the first professional work of the band.

After that, in 2013, Heroes & Zeroes, second EP of the band with 7 tracks ,was fully recorded and mastered at “Fusix Studio”.
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Track Name: King Of Reptiles
aaaaaaaaaaarghhhhhh

you dive into your swamp and
the muds merge your soul
oily flatterer:
you feel at home
in this environment you are the king of reptiles,
oily flatterer:
I feel disgust for you


leeches are the tentacles you use to reach your (goals) => goals si sovrappone con YOU
you plunge into your swamp and_the muds.. merge your soul

black putrid carcasses surround your actions
leeches are the tentacles you use to reach your goals
leeches are the tentacles you use to reach your
goals


I feel disgust for you
you plunge into your swamp andthe muds
merge
your
soul

torbid waters fill in your lungs while you build your muddy path
torbid waters fill in your lungs while you build your muddy path


you are the king of reptiles
the king of reptiles!

you dive into your swamp and
the muds merge your soul
oily flatterer:
you feel at home
in this environment you are the king of reptiles,
oily flatterer:
I feel disgust for you


leeches are the tentacles you use to reach your
goals

torbid water fill in your lungs
while you build your muddy path
Track Name: It Was The Beginning Of The Flight
For a so great wish...
i fell through it
unable to reach
its essence

until
my mind opened,
i caught its secrets.
until mymind opened i caught
i caught
its secrets.

And now, I spread my wings, I let me fall
I spread my wings
fast, toward the dale below
I let me fall

And now I spread my wings -
I let me fall,
fast, toward the dale
the dale below


For a so great wish...
i fell through it
unable to reach
its essence

until
my mind opened,
i caught its secrets.
until mymind opened i caught
i caught
its secrets.

And now, I spread my wings, I let me fall
I spread my wings
It was the beginning of the fly


I breath the cool morning
air
I breath the cool morning air

And I...
let me being cradled by the wind,
the wind my friend.

The wind is my friend!

We fly together
wrapped into a soft embrace
like tender lovers, just one spirit
like tender lovers, just one spirit

until
my mind opened,
i caught
its secrets.
until
my mind opened,
i caught
its secrets.

it was the beginning of the fly
Track Name: The Darkest Day On Earth
Around you empty stares looking to an endless road of ruin
The darkest day on earth, I wonder which will be, we are living it
The darkest day on earth

Around you empty stares looking to an endless road of ruin,
aberration of the life fill in the minds with fear and lonelyness

The darkest day on earth, I wonder which will be
The darkest day on earth, we are living it
we are living it!

The truth is sold out, but the market is full of enticing
goods.

Aberration of the life fill in the minds with fear and lonelyness

The darkest day on earth, I wonder which will be
The darkest day on earth, we are living it
we are living it!

The truth is sold out, but the market is full of enticing
goods.

is full of enticing goods!

Ignorance, gospel truth instilled, televisional terrorism
Ignorance, gospel truth instilled, televisional terrorism

What is this railway leading us to?
wah con eco
What is this railway leading us to?

The truth is sold out, but the market is full of enticing goods.

Ignorance, gospel truth instilled, televisional terrorism
Track Name: Bokanovsky's Process
AF 632 central london hatchery
and conditioning centre,
community identity stability,
in your head!

Straight from the horse's mouth it's a privilege.
scrabbling like mad. scrabbling like mad.

it's such a privilege to learn how things are supposed to be.

It's the bokanovsky process.
progress!
major instrument of social
stability.

hands gloved with a pale corpse-coloured rubber.
The light is frozen, dead, a ghost.

hands gloved with a pale corpse-
coloured rubber.
The light is frozen,
dead, a ghost.

Working on the
voluntary sacrifice, it's for the good of society.
It's for the good of society.
Bokanovsky process.

x ray bombing, freezing, alchool poisoning.
dozens of identical twins.
mass production applied to biology at last.

major instrument of social
stability.

community identity stability
sixteeen thousand and tweelve.
scrabbling like mad.
scrabbling like mad.

bottles moving straight to the social predestination room.
rich blood surrogate (do you want to taste it?),
lack of oxygen (you have never suffered it)

love
what
you're supposed
to fucking be
Track Name: When We Where Heroes
A narrow minded crowd
is clapping very loud
they're gazing what we fought.

we left our houses
we stayed on the mountains
freedom in the hearts
weapons in our hands

Now a man is standing on them
giving a roman salute.

flashes about our past
are infesting my dreams
prison camps, black shirts
aren't such a fantasy (o ARE not fantasy)

those who called us heroes
now they have forgotten!

those who called us heroes
now they have forgotten!

those who called us heroes
now they have forgotten!


they have forgotten!


they have forgotten!
our fight

they have forgotten!
our sacrifice


A narrow minded crowd
is clapping very loud
they're gazing what we fought.

we left our houses
we staid on the mountains
freedom in the hearts
weapons in our hands

Now a man is standing on them
giving a roman salute.

flashes about our past
are infesting my dreams
prison camps, black shirts
aren't such a fantasy (o ARE not fantasy)


please if they'll come back
don't make those effort in vain

please if they'll come back
don't make those effort in vain

yes if they'll come back
we will fight them 'till the end

yes if they'll come back
we will fight them 'till the end